"Heh, this guy is dead for sure."
The members of the Lan clan couldn't help but chuckle coldly, their expressions filled with delight. They widened their eyes, as if unwilling to miss any detail of Ling Fan's demise.
"Is this guy crazy? Facing a top Grandmaster at the late Heaven Origin Realm, he's not even going to defend? Or does he know he can't withstand it and is just waiting to die?"
Countless powerful individuals in the audience held their breath, staring intently at the arena.
Under the gaze of countless eyes.
That indestructible, massive, crystalline palm print instantly slammed down.
Boom!
The ground within ten zhang instantly collapsed and cracked.
Countless flying sand and stones scattered.
With a casual strike, Wei Shengjing had carved a huge pit into the earth.
The might of a top Grandmaster.
It left all the powerful individuals stunned.
Just as everyone thought Ling Fan had been reduced to dust and bones.
A figure slowly emerged from the deep pit.
Completely unharmed.
It was Ling Fan!
Everyone's eyeballs trembled violently.
What the hell.
This kid didn't even block just now…
How could he be completely fine?
Could it be that Wei Shengjing's attack was just for show?
No, that can't be right.
The ground was already a ten-zhang-wide pit. How much power was that?
Everyone was struck dumb with horror.
On the side of the Lan clan.
The delighted expressions on the faces of the Lan clan members instantly froze, looking extremely unsightly.
Old Madam Lan's eyes were about to bulge out.
Her face was as fierce as a ghost.
Even Wei Shengjing himself was momentarily stunned.
He couldn't quite believe it.
He knew very well how powerful his strike was.
Although he hadn't used his full strength just now.
It was more than enough to suppress a mid-stage Heaven Origin Realm expert like the Master of Miyun Mountain.
How could this kid be completely unharmed?
Wei Shengjing couldn't help but shed his initial contempt.
He narrowed his eyes.
The formidable Heaven Origin energy surged around him, distorting the surrounding space with ripples.
"I can't underestimate you."
Wei Shengjing grunted.
Then, he patted the spatial artifact at his waist.
A heavy, coiled dragon black mace, as long as an adult's arm, appeared in his hand.
This short mace was adorned with thirty-seven golden artifact patterns, making it an incredibly powerful and rare Profound-tier spirit weapon.
With the black mace in hand, Wei Shengjing's aura became even more terrifying.
Streams of incomparably strong Heaven Origin energy poured madly into the black mace.
As the thirty-seven golden artifact patterns on the black mace lit up.
He swung the mace, and a massive beam of black light descended like a collapsing celestial pillar, roaring down.
Ling Fan flipped his palm, the Flowing Blade Zephyr in his hand. Sword light suddenly whistled out, piercing the heavens and earth, slicing the black beam in two.
Wei Shengjing narrowed his eyes and struck down with the mace, again and again.
However, he was completely unable to stop Ling Fan's advance.
Ling Fan's sword was too sharp.
Wherever it passed, it was like cutting tofu, invincible.
"It seems I can't deal with you easily without getting serious."
Wei Shengjing's expression gradually turned grim.
He truly hadn't expected that what he thought would be an easy task would turn out to be so troublesome.
This young man's power far exceeded his estimation.
Wei Shengjing's bloodline began to roar within him.
An inexplicable, dangerous power surged.
Waves of Heaven Origin energy surged like angry tides against the shore, then coalesced into one, pouring madly into the coiled dragon black mace in his hand.
And on the black mace.
The thirty-seven golden artifact patterns were stimulated to their extreme, emitting an unprecedentedly intense light, a blinding white that made it impossible to look directly at.
An immeasurably terrifying power fluctuation permeated the air.
Boom!
As Wei Shengjing swung the black coiled dragon short mace.
A mace shadow, over ten zhang in size, rapidly condensed, then slammed down towards Ling Fan with earth-shattering roars.
Profound-tier low-grade martial skill.
Dragon Breaking Mace.
At that moment, time itself seemed to stand still, with only the colossal mace shadow, carrying an aura of infinite danger, smashing down amidst the shocked gazes of everyone present.
The entire audience was struck dumb.
Even Heaven Origin Realm experts like Old Madam Lan felt an icy chill throughout their bodies.
They couldn't muster any desire to resist.
This was the power of a top Grandmaster.
That little beast was dead for sure!
Old Madam Lan's eyes were wide open, her expression manic.
But in the next moment.
Her expression completely froze on her face.
Ling Fan's body suddenly emitted a faint red glow, as if he had transformed into a fiercely burning, terrifying furnace of blood and qi. Every inch of his skin exuded an indestructible quality.
The physical strength emanating from his body began to distort the surrounding air, as if even this space could not bear his power…
He slightly bent his legs.
Then his body suddenly sprang forward.
His speed was so extreme that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
In an instant.
Ling Fan's speed broke through a limit.
He raised his fist.
A physical power, unimaginably strong, condensed in his palm.
Surging.
Exploding.
With one punch.
The mace shadow, over ten zhang in size, shattered inch by inch from head to tail.
Bang!
The final punch landed on the chest of the dumbfounded Wei Shengjing.
Wei Shengjing's Heaven Origin energy defense layer instantly shattered.
Then…
The skin on his chest exploded.
His muscles exploded.
His bones were shattered.
His heart was crushed.
A blood hole, piercing through from front to back, was blasted open on his back.
One punch to annihilate a top Grandmaster!
The Nirvana Tribulation Body, having reached the introductory level, displayed its unparalleled terrifying power for the first time.
Wei Shengjing looked down in a daze.
At the shocking blood hole in front of him.
His eyes revealed extreme horror and fear.
He was a top Grandmaster expert at the late Heaven Origin Realm!
Nourished by Heaven Origin energy, his physical body was firm and powerful, and his vitality was incredibly vigorous.
Yet now, he had been punched through by a young man in the Profound Gang Realm…
And…
He had clearly used only his physical strength.
Not a single trace of cultivation power was involved.
He had been crushed by pure physical might…
What kind of monster was this Ling Fan?
Wei Shengjing felt an immense bitterness in his heart.
He suddenly felt…
His Wei family and the Snow King Palace had provoked a terrifying enemy they shouldn't have.
They had initially thought that Lan Xueyi's husband was just a soft persimmon that could be easily manipulated.
But they had never imagined.
This young man was a dormant ancient dragon!
The key point was.
He was still so young.
How high his future achievements would be was simply unimaginable.
With a complex mix of emotions.
Wei Shengjing let out a sigh.
His consciousness gradually sank into boundless darkness.
His life force vanished.
He turned into a cold corpse.
This scene deeply shook everyone's hearts.
At that moment.
The entire place fell silent.
Everyone was stunned into speechlessness.
Their eyeballs seemed to have dropped to the ground.
Everyone was so shocked they were almost suffocating.
Those powerful individuals from Tianchu City.
The people of the Jiang family.
The people of the Nong family.
The people of the Ding family.
…
They each recalled Ling Fan's terror.